Everything has lead to this. And yet I can’t believe it’s really happening. There is a country 8,000 miles away that I have dreamt about for 10 years and in less than two weeks I will arrive in it. Nothing about this seems real right now. It probably won’t until I set foot in Bangkok. It never ceases to amaze me that you can get on a plane, cross the international date line, and awake to a completely new reality. I have no idea what the next six months will hold for me. But I guess I’m going to find out.